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A Date With Dentistry
Aug. 20th, 2008 03:26 pmI'd spent the morning packing and loading, so when I got home from the karate booth, I hung the bike rack on the back of the car (with my bike) and left.
Going west in Michigan for the weekend is easy when everyone else goes north. I arrived at the campground, set up camp, and did very little but read, hike, ride my bike, and otherwise relax all weekend.
I stayed until Monday, when I packed up and, instead of heading home, turned north to Cadillac and my date with dentistry.
My sister Bethany runs a very hi-tech dental practice which is also dedicated to pain management and making the patients feel comfortable. The building (which she largely designed herself) is bright and airy, with lots of wood and open space. In her practice, Bethany refuses to use silver fillings, which contain mercury, and she offers several amenities to keep noise and discomfort at bay.
I was there because I had several fillings that were more than twenty years old and needed replacing.
I arrived about half an hour early and read in the waiting room for a while. It's kind of interesting going to Bethany's office, knowing it belongs to her. This is where she works, where she's in charge, where she knows what she's doing.
"You can see what I do all day," she said. "A little of it, anyway." Which is true--I only know a bit of what goes into running a dental practice, and it's rather odd to think that my "little" sister does all of it and does it well.
At any rate, Bethany put a whole lot of instruments into my mouth, pulled out the fillings, and replaced them with mercury-free white ones. She actually replaced =all= of them on that side instead of just the two that really needed it. ("While I'm in here . . . ") And finally it was all done.
I had one of the last appointments of the day. This was on purpose--with the office closing for the day, I was able to take Aunt Bethany, Uncle John, and Nephew Jason out for supper. It was beautiful day out, and Bethany had ridden her bike to work. John and Jason rode their bikes in to meet us, and I hoisted mine off the back of my car. We all pedalled farther into Cadillac to a Mexican restaurant Bethany and John like. My mouth was still numb when we ordered, but it had mostly cleared up by the time the food arrived. Yay!
Bid everyone good-bye and drove south. It was right on the way, so I stopped in Saginaw to visit my mother and grandmother, whom I haven't seen in quite a long time. We had a nice visit, and I drove home from there to arrive home quite late.
I made a sort-of circuit of the state!
Going west in Michigan for the weekend is easy when everyone else goes north. I arrived at the campground, set up camp, and did very little but read, hike, ride my bike, and otherwise relax all weekend.
I stayed until Monday, when I packed up and, instead of heading home, turned north to Cadillac and my date with dentistry.
My sister Bethany runs a very hi-tech dental practice which is also dedicated to pain management and making the patients feel comfortable. The building (which she largely designed herself) is bright and airy, with lots of wood and open space. In her practice, Bethany refuses to use silver fillings, which contain mercury, and she offers several amenities to keep noise and discomfort at bay.
I was there because I had several fillings that were more than twenty years old and needed replacing.
I arrived about half an hour early and read in the waiting room for a while. It's kind of interesting going to Bethany's office, knowing it belongs to her. This is where she works, where she's in charge, where she knows what she's doing.
"You can see what I do all day," she said. "A little of it, anyway." Which is true--I only know a bit of what goes into running a dental practice, and it's rather odd to think that my "little" sister does all of it and does it well.
At any rate, Bethany put a whole lot of instruments into my mouth, pulled out the fillings, and replaced them with mercury-free white ones. She actually replaced =all= of them on that side instead of just the two that really needed it. ("While I'm in here . . . ") And finally it was all done.
I had one of the last appointments of the day. This was on purpose--with the office closing for the day, I was able to take Aunt Bethany, Uncle John, and Nephew Jason out for supper. It was beautiful day out, and Bethany had ridden her bike to work. John and Jason rode their bikes in to meet us, and I hoisted mine off the back of my car. We all pedalled farther into Cadillac to a Mexican restaurant Bethany and John like. My mouth was still numb when we ordered, but it had mostly cleared up by the time the food arrived. Yay!
Bid everyone good-bye and drove south. It was right on the way, so I stopped in Saginaw to visit my mother and grandmother, whom I haven't seen in quite a long time. We had a nice visit, and I drove home from there to arrive home quite late.
I made a sort-of circuit of the state!
